About Liz Perrine
Confessions of life shaped by abusive narcissists.
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I set a boundary last night. And, of course, my monster didn't like it. Most abusers don't, because it's a sign they no longer have free reign to stomp all over you. In my case, the boundary involved my monster chattering nonstop through our evening movie. I will usually pause the movie to let her have her say, but last night she stomped on my last nerve with hobnail boots. We were watching a Cary...
Boundaries = Consequences
Oct 14, 2026
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If you've been paying attention to the news or social media the past couple of weeks, you know about the horrific gang rape case that is the Cornell 7, and the no less horrific rape case of Kendall Francis at LSU by one of their star athletes, along with the abysmal administrative and law enforcement responses. Since then, hundreds, if not thousands of women have come forward with their stories of...
I am Jane Doe.
Oct 10, 2026
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I mentioned before that my maternal monster is an unabashed racist. I've also mentioned that she can't keep her mouth shut. Combine the two, and you have an unpleasant situation. Add in my temper, and KA-BOOM! I suspect that being discouraged/prevented from showing emotion growing up has something to do with my inflammability; at some point, I get sick of holding everything in, and the pot boils o...
I finally snapped.
Oct 06, 2026
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